Spring I
I can’t see the wind
I dig, dig, dig
I dig my garden, dig, dig, dig
I found a tiny snowdrop
I had a little chicken
I have heard a mother bird
I have made a pretty nest
I know a little pussy
I love the flowers
I spin and spin my chrysalis
Ibble obble black bobble
I’m a little bean seed
I’m a little chick
I’m a little pancake
I’m a little leprechaun
In Springtime when the rains come down
In the Spring the leaves are budding
In the Springtime garden
In this little egg
Irish blessing
It happens each Spring
It’s Lady Spring
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I can’t see the wind 🔊
A lovely little poem by I. Eastwick with music by
M. Swinger. A great song for free movement. Swirl and sway around and up and down to the
music either in place or moving in and out of each other; ensure each child
has plenty of space. |
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I can't see the wind, but the wind can see me. It follows me dancing across Lanternlea. It blows round my ankles, it puffs through my
hair, It tangles me up 'till I do not know where, Or whither or thither or why I'm this way. The way of the wind on a merry March day. |
I dig, dig, dig 🔊 A traditional action rhyme. It is time for some vigorous gardening out of
doors. Put in the groundwork and you’ll soon have a garden fit for
greenfingers. Music and second verse by Dany Rosevear. 1. Mime digging, raking and weeding. Hands on
hips, clap hands. 2. Hands show rain and sunshine, mime digging and raking.
Hads, palms us rise, hands ro face. |
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I dig, dig, dig and I plant
some seeds, I rake, rake, rake and I
pull some weeds. I wait and I watch and soon
I know, My garden sprouts and starts
to grow. The rain it rains and the
sun shines bright, I rake and hoe
from morn to night. My garden is growing before
my eyes: Fruit, flowers and veg, each
a lovely surprise. |
I dig my garden, dig, dig, dig 🔊 Time for some vigorous hand play. ‘What can I do?’ A perennial question to a
problem but there is always a solution – let your imagination run riot – not
too cruel though! Mime digging with a spade. with. Plant seeds then
put hand to brow. Put hands like rabbit ears to head, wave forefinger.
Pretend to eat carrots. Wave hand to shoo away rabbit. Make rabbit
come back with hand and two pointed fingers. Throw out hands. |
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I dig my garden, dig, dig,
dig, I dig my garden, I dig it
deep. I plant the seeds and I watch them grow, But along comes a rabbit and oh, no no! He eats my carrots, munch, munch, munch; He eats my carrots, he eats the whole bunch. I run to the garden with a “Shoo, shoo, shoo!” But the rabbit will come back, Oh, what can I do? |
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I have
made a pretty nest O This song is from ‘Fingers and
Thumbs’ by Ann Elliot possibly in the 1950s and featured on Australian ABC TV
Play School in 1966. Interlock fingers with palms up 2. Open and
close thumb and index fingers of each hand 3. Spread hands apart 4. Cross
arms at wrist and flap hands |
I have made a pretty nest, look inside, look inside, Hungry birdies with their beaks, open wide, open
wide, See my little birdies grow, day by day, day by day, Till they spread their little wings and then they fly
away! |
Squat and move up slowly then down again more
quickly. On SCAT! jump up high. |
I know a little pussy, Her coat is silver grey, She lives down in the meadow, Not very far away. Although she is a pussy, She’ll never be a cat, For she’s a pussy willow, Now what do you think of that? Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow… SCAT! |
I love
the flowers O A cheerful uplifting song that
rises steadily and then returns to its beginnings. This is a great song for
creating one’s own verses. The ‘season’s verse is my own
effort in honour of the four seasons
that bring such a wonderful variety of weathers and adds to the richness of
our countryside especially with its effect on our flora and fauna.. |
I love the flowers, I love the daffodils. I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills. I love the fireside When all the lights are low. Boom-dee-ah-ra,boom-dee-ah-ra, Boom-dee-ah-ra, boom! I love the sunshine, I love the falling snow. I love the raindrops, I love the winds that blow. I love the changing light As the seasons come and go. Boom-dee-ah-ra,boom-dee-ah-ra, Boom-dee-ah-ra, boom! |
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Ibble
obble black bobble O This rhyme is more usually
associated with ‘dipping’ games allowing the players to select an individual
to be ‘it’ or to count them out in a playground games. To play Hold
hands facing a partner and make a sawing motion back and forth. On the third
line swing arms over head and turn round to face each other once again. On
the word ‘twice’ repeat movement in the opposite direction. Make a sawing
motion as before and on the word ‘out’ jump round to face away from partner.
Find a new partner and start again. |
Ibble obble black bobble, Ibble obble out. Turn the little dishcloth
inside out, Once if it's dirty, Twice if it's clean, Ibble obble black bobble, Ibble obble out. |
I’m a
little bean seed 🔊 A very simple seed planting action
song. Children love to make
comparisons. When growing seeds ask
the question 'Its as tall as a....?' 1. Crouch down
with arms over head. 2. Each child looks up as one child or adult pretends to
water the beans. 3. Children still crouched, sweep arms up and out. 4. Everyone stands and stretches up high. |
I'm a little bean seed, small and round, Bury me deep, under the ground. Sprinkle on some water, Some sunshine too. Watch me grow as tall as you! |
I’m a
little chick 🔊 A song for Easter or when hatching
chicks in the classroom. 1. Crouch down with hands over head. 2. Peck with hands. 3. Scratch.
4. Jump up. 5. Flap elbows up and down then open and close hands like a beak. |
I'm a little chick Just ready to hatch, Pecking at my shell, With a scratch, scratch, scratch! When I crack it open, Out I'll leap! I’ll fluff up my feathers, And go “Cheep! Cheep! Cheep!” |
I’m a
little pancake O A similar version of this song
based on ‘I’m a little teapot’ is used in swimming lessons for toddlers. Make pancakes and choose toppings.
You could make simple graphs to show which are the most popular. |
I’m a little pancake round and fat, You can see my tummy but not my back. When I start to sizzle and turn brown, Toss me up high and flip me round. Make arms round above head. Pat tummy then back.
Shake body. Jump up high and turn round. I’m a scrumptious pancake,
yes it’s true, Here’s an example of what
you can do: First squeeze on some
lemon merrily, Then shake on the sugar
and roll me for your tea. Rub tummy. Shake finger. Make squeezing motion with
hands. Shake hands and roll arms. |
I’m a little leprechaun 🔊 The little man
of Ireland. A simple song for St. Patrick’s Day. 1st verse:
1. Put hands on hips, point to clothing. 2. Show size with thumb and
forefinger. 3. Make a grabbing motion. 4. Throw out hand. 2nd verse:
1. Point to self. 2. Point to boots or stamp, fingertips touch above head. 3.
Draw rainbow with both hands. 4. Put hands to eyes, raise thumb. |
I'm
a little leprechaun dressed in green, The
tiniest man that you have seen. If
you ever catch me, so it's told, I'll
give you my big pot of gold. I’m
a little leprechaun, imagine that, With
my little green boots and my big green hat. At
the end of the rainbow, so it’s told, You
will find my pot of gold. |
In Springtime when the
rains comes down 🔊 Which season
do you like best? A Spring hand play. 1. Fingers
move down. 2. Wiggle forefinger. 3. Hand to eyes then wiggle fingers on both
hands. 4. Cross forefingers. 5. Hold up four fingers, hands to heart. 6. Wag
finger. |
In
springtime when the rains come down
I
look for worms in the soft brown ground.
I
watch for grass and buds on trees,
For
daffodils and bumblebees!
All
seasons four I love to see
But
Spring’s the one that sings to me!
In the
Spring the leaves are budding 🔊 A song of the seasons. Possibly
written by Jan Betts |
In the Spring the leaves are budding, Green, green leaves are budding. In the Spring the leaves are budding, Budding on the trees. In the Summer leaves are rustling, Green, green leaves are rustling. In the Summer the leaves are rustling, Rustling on the trees. In the Autumn leaves are falling, Brown, brown leaves are falling. In the Autumn leaves are falling, Falling from the trees. In the Winter leaves are sleeping, Brown, brown leaves are sleeping. In the Winter the leaves are sleeping, Sleeping in the trees. |
In the
Springtime garden 🔊 The sun begins to warm the ground,
soft rain falls; a waking call to the tiny seeds that lie patiently under the
earth. By M.Meyerkot and N.Foster. Second
verse Dany Rosevear. Verse 1. Wiggle fingers outwards then down. Put hands together and
move upwards. Verse 2. Stretch arms up and outwards. Put fand to ear. Wiggle
fingers downwards. Put hands together and move upwards. |
In the Springtime garden’s, Rosy morning glow. Sunshine falling, calling, falling, Seedlings wake and grow. In the waking garden, Seedlings heed Spring’s call. Feel soft rain and warming sunshine, Push up strong and tall. |
In this little egg 🔊
The wonderful
surprise of new life. An Easter hand play. 1. Form egg with
thumbs and forefingers. 2. Place hands to cheek. 3. Put finger to mouth. 4.
Nod. 5. Open and close thumb and forefinger. 6. Point to eyes. 7. Clap hands
in surprise. |
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In
this little egg A
tiny baby sleeps, He
lies so very still, He
doesn't make a peep; One
day very soon A
pecking sound you'll hear, And
before your very eyes A
baby chick appears! |
Irish blessing 🔊
This traditional blessing has been set to music
by Elizabeth Gilpatrick as a partner song in her book ‘Come
join in!’ I have arranged it here simply as a short song. |
May troubles be less and blessings be more, May nothing but happiness come to your door. And may you have luck wherever you go; Your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow. May winds be at your back and sunshine overhead. May friends be at your side wherever you are led. |
It
happens each Spring 🔊 The Seeing and Doing anthology credits
this song to Scunthorpe and District Teacher’s Centre. It has also featured
without the chorus on BBC radio’s Playtime. |
New
leaves are growing because it is Spring, New
buds are showing because it is Spring, New
grass needs mowing because it is Spring, Oh
why does it happen each Spring? Chorus: Why
does it happen like this every year? Who
tells them all when to grow? It’s
not just by accident, that’s very clear, It’s
something that I would like to know. New
flowers are peeping because it is Spring, New
lambs are leaping because it is Spring, New
birds are cheeping because it is Spring, Oh
why does it happen each Spring? Chorus |
It’s Lady Spring 🔊
A circle game This comes from ‘Festivals, family and food’ by
Diana Carey and Judy Large published 1982. |
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Look who's here it's Lady Spring, Lady Spring, Lady Spring. Look who's here it's Lady Spring, Lady Spring is here. Who’ll come into our wee ring, Our wee ring, our wee ring, Who’ll come into our wee ring And dance with Lady Spring? Ethan will come into our wee ring, Our wee ring, our wee ring, Ethan will come into our wee ring, And dance with Lady Spring? Come and dance said Lady Spring, Lady Spring, Lady Spring. Come and dance said Lady Spring, We're off to dance and sing! |
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